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My body confided in me last night while I was tangled in sheets – every curve, every inch screaming for your touch. How do you think I’m going to handle this new revelation?

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My body confided in me last night while I was tangled in sheets – every curve, every inch screaming for your touch. How do you think I’m going to handle this new revelation?

My body confided in me last night while I was tangled in sheets – every curve, every inch screaming for your touch. How do you think I’m going to handle this new revelation?

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